Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

Horny and angry.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

At the close of work, Jared was already waiting outside the restaurant to drive me home.

"Your Mr. perfect is here," Rebecca announced, her head peeking through my office door.

"Go away, Rebecca," I replied smiling.

"Alright, alright," Rebecca giggled and left.

I hurriedly parked up as I would rather not keep Jared waiting. Walking outside, I met him leaning on his car, waiting for me.

"And how was work today, Mrs. Smith?" He asked, the moment I got to him.

"Hectic as usual."

"You wouldn't stop if I asked you to, right?" He teased, taking my handbag.

"Not in this world," I responded. My job was my life, and I couldn't imagine life without my profession.

"Here, let me help you get in," he said, outstretching his other hand. I took it, and got into the set beside the drivers.

Jared got in beside me, strapping his seat belt in place. I expected him to start the car, but he turned to me instead, a serious expression on his face.

"Arielle," he began, his voice low, almost hesitant. "I haven't been much of a good husband to you lately. I know that. All I ask is for your understanding. It's... it's because I'm looking out for Sofia."

The words made my stomach churn. I could already feel my defenses rising. "I won't be able to forgive myself if something bad happens to her," Jared continued, his facial expression unreadable. "She's in my care. My family, her family-everyone expects me to protect her, like I always have. I know I've never explained this to you, but Sofia's mother saved my mom's life, Arielle. That's how our families became connected. I've never told you this before because I didn't want to burden you with it. But it seems... my way wasn't right. I'm sorry, love."

Every other thing Jared said faded into the background, as I pondered on his revelation. This must explain his deep loyalty and zeal to look out for Sofia.

saved his mother's life, and somehow, despite everything else, this sense of obligation had grown into something larger, something that always pulled Jared toward Sofia. It explained his overprotectiveness, his guilt, his

you there?" Jared

blinking. I didn't realize I

searching mine, "do you think my

extent, yes. But don't you think you might be indulging her a little too much? I mean, I understand you two have a past together, your families are friends, and you feel the need to protect because of her mother's

in his. "I know, Arielle. I know. You see, Sofia is needy, but trust me she

retort that the pregnancy hormone was not to blame. Sofia is a spoiled brat in actual sense, but I held myself. Jared was trying, and it would be

Smith? Will you be

can't make

as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against my skin. "Come on, Arielle," he murmured, his voice

anything. If she is not on her best behavior, I wouldn't hesitate to express

as Jared lowered his head, his lips pressing against the soft skin of my neck.

moved against my skin, his breath warm and teasing as he traced the curve of my neck. "Promise?" he whispered, his voice

tongue, and this time, I could not help

promise," I moaned in surrender, when he left my neck

before capturing my lips in his. The kiss was hot, ravenous, aggressive. I lost my sense of reasoning at that moment, as Jared attacked the walls of my mouth. I greedily opened up to him, letting him

could I have forgotten how good foreplay, romance, and even sex with Jared was? He was an expert in matters of the bed, and he always left me satiated after every session of love making. Sofia's arrival had made things

when Jared reached for my blouse, and cupped a

on us making out in your restaurant parking lot, do you?" Jared chided, even though his pressure on my breast

into his mouth, my body aching with need as I

of his phone cut through the air, halting our sexual escapade. Jared froze, and let the phone ring to

took out his phone from his pocket and glanced at the screen, and his

looked at me, hesitated, before responding,

the car. I proceeded to straighten my blouse and

"I'm sorry, Arielle. We..."

I

responded and straightened

Of all the times to call, Sofia had to call in the middle of a make